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                                      The violet haired teenager yawned as she stepped off the charter plane. Normally, she would be all jittery and trying her hardest to hold her stomach acid down considering the amount of turbulence they went through to get here, but fortunately, she was tired from having to wake up so early, and therefore slept through both flights. After getting up at exactly five in the morning, three hours too early for her taste, her dad drove her to the Melbourne International Airport, where she had to take a two hour flight to Charlotte, NC from Florida. As if that wasn't bad enough, instead of a direct flight, she had to transfer planes to get to Michigan, which took another hour, and then transfer again to a charter plane for an additional forty minutes of flight time. Getting back on track, the seventeen year old yawned again as she stretched and followed the other people into the small airport to claim their belongings. She shivered slightly as the wind whipped about. She did well to check the weather for Sault Ste. Marie the day before her departure. Though it was her favorite kind of weather, the chill it brought was definitely not favored. Even with the gray-blue hoody she wore, her bones still felt the cool wind that blew about. Then again, it didn't help that it was unzipped, therefore exposing her black tank top and skin to the zephyr outside. At least she was smart enough to put a bandanna on, because she was not in the mood for moving her dyed hair out of her face every five seconds.

                                      Once inside, her pale blue eyes that shined like electricity, do to her short locks that complimented them, instantly examined her surroundings. In little to no time, she spotted a sign being held by a man dressed like one of those agents that protect the president, and by his legs was her luggage. The sign read in big black letters, COLLEGE CONFERENCE, which was the code for those who were attending the school. It could've passed rather subtly if it weren't for how the guy was dressed. His attire versus the sign made it a tad bit hard to believe. Regardless of such, she strolled up to him with a smirk. "So college conferences have bodyguards now?"

                                      "Are you Lenora Oriana Ricci?"

                                      "Well I'll be damned, you really are like the secret service. What's my favorite color?" Lenora chuckled, and folded her arms beneath her chest as she awaited his answer.

                                      "Purple...violet purple. Like your hair." He nodded to the top of her noggin.

                                      "Oh poo, and here I thought you did your research." She bent down and retrieved her duffel bag, slinging it over her shoulder and grabbed her suitcase. Her other stuff would be shipped up later on in the "school year," but she at least had the basics and enough to last her two months. "So...? Do I get to stand here and look important beside you until the others arrive or what? I like to think I'm a big deal, but I'm not THAT big of a deal."

                                      "Please head outside. There's a coach bus waiting for the twenty-four individuals participating in this event. Once everyone is here, we'll be heading to the campus, which is a twenty-five minute drive."

                                      "Great...more of my precious time being wasted before my very eyes," she sighed and headed out the front doors as instructed. She handed her bags over to the butler-like guy standing beside the choice of transportation and boarded the black and gray vehicle. Without glancing around, she headed straight for the back, plopping down in a seat two rows from the bathroom. She made sure to lay down in the seat horizontally, allowing her legs to hang over the outside armrest, and pulled out her iPod - it was purple of course. Soon, the silent bus was filled with the sound of rock as Say Anything played from her ear-phones. While she waited, she closed her eyes, figuring she could catch an extra five minutes of sleep at most. "If I wanted to waste time doing nothing, I could've stayed home and went to normal school and do that single-handedly."

                                      This was going to be one interesting year. She knew what she was getting herself into, especially since the letter stated as much, but she couldn't help but wonder what exactly would be going on out here in no-man's land. There had been a few vampires and lycanthropes that attended her school back in Melbourne, and back when she lived in Italy for the first seven years of her life, there were "vampire children" in her elementary school. She remembered those days clearly, or more importantly, she remembered the chaos that went on back then when the "mythical creatures" were first beginning to surface. How could she not when her parents were often out and about fighting for their rights? Some of her best friends when she was a kid had vampire or lycanthrope genes, but they weren't any different than her. Things brought her back to the other students that would be taking part in this "invigorating opportunity." What would the other students be like? Would there be any like her? On the surface, she could say she didn't care, but deep down, she longed to know of others like her. Okay, so she knew others of her kind existed, but she never met any, and if she did, she didn't know. Hell, she didn't know she was a Psychic Vampire herself until that letter came in - and boy did it explain the many things wrong in her life. Now, she was anxious to get to the school. She had too many questions, and she was anticipating many answers. But her excitement was contained by a mask of a person with an aloof manner, and upon such, she remained lain in her seat with an aura of someone completely not interested in this affair. As far as she would show, she was only here to get out of junior year hardships and nothing more.


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Rosaline took a deep sigh and shifted a little in her plane seat. She hated sitting still for so long. Her leg was falling asleep. She started shaking it up and down, trying to wake it up as much as possible with little success. She sighed again and looked out her window. There wasn't anything too interesting to be seen. All she could see were clouds, clouds, and more clouds. Bored out of her mind, Rosaline reached into her hotpink zebra purse and took out a piece of mint gum. She started chewing and began twirling a strand of her black hair. Oh, hurry up. This is so boring. This school had better be good or I'm going to sue them for everything they're worth. she thought to herself.

Just then an announcement came over the plane intercom system. "We'll be arriving at our destination shortly," the pilot declared in a monotonous voice. "Finally," Rosaline said with a sigh of relief. She began to gather up her carry on items, her purse and her make-up bag, and waited until the plane finally came to a stop.

She was one of the first people to get up out of her seat. She had a first class, front row seat, courtesy of Mom and Dad. She was the first out of the horrid boring thing that had carried her for hours. She smiled a confident smile and flipped her hair back. Ready or not, school, here I come," she mumbled to herself.

She walked, well more like catwalked, to the luggage area and picked up her three giant pink suitcases. It took her a while to roll them over to the giant crowd of people waiting for the passengers to get off the plane but she managed. Then she saw him. She saw the overly dressed up guy with the college conference sign. She laughed a little at his appearance and walked over to him.

"The most amazing girl on the Earth, Rosaline Arelia Kincade, has arrived!" she exclaimed with a flash of perfect white teeth.

"Glad you could make it Ms. Kincade. The bus is awaiting outside for you. One of the other new students is already aboard. Please join her."

"Oakie dokie, slick. Be a dear and carry these for me. Thanks," she said while dropping all of her luggage in front of the man in the monkey suit except for her purse and make-up bag. She walked away before he had a chance to protest. She made her way outside to the bus with the overconfident strut of hers. She looked back and saw some other man behind her pushing a cart with her huge amount of luggage on it. She smiled and got on the bus.

She looked back and saw the other student that the guy was talking about. She rolled her eyes a little at the girl, obviously not too interested in her appearance. Purple hair? You've got to be kidding me. she thought in her head.

She put on an amazing fake smile and sat in the seat across from the girl. She smiled and offered her hand just to show how polite and sweet she could be. She smiled even bigger and introduced herself. "Hello. I'm Rosaline Arelia Kincade. And you are?" She knew the girl probably couldn't hear her over the blast of music that was pooring from her iPod but she figured she'd say who she was anyway. She loved saying her name aloud.




















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                                      Somewhere along waiting, Lenora fell asleep. She didn't know how long she was out, but she did know that she didn't like the reason she woke up much less the sight she saw when she finally opened her eyes. So, going back to the first thing - she was sleeping rather peacefully. Unlike some, she could sleep just fine through an explosion, so the loud music that shook her ear drums was not a problem when it came to catching some Z's. In any case, getting back to the matter at hand, she was just entering the zone of sleep where one could call it euphoric when the dream began. It was a normal one at first, one that started like it had before the last time she had the dream. Seven year old Leo was at a zoo with her parents, having fun, and enjoying the time spent with them when it turns into a complete and utter nightmare. Somehow, she gets separated from the adults as chaos engulfs the one good atmosphere of the place for family fun, and next thing she knows it, she finds herself staring up the nose of a jaguar. Being the child she is, curiosity overcomes fear, and so she finds herself reaching out to the growling feline. Yet, just as its about to pounce, her mother snatches her up and takes the viscous claws that were meant for her. There's blood, lots of blood, and then the jaguar laughs as it morphs into that of a man. His face is blank and his body is nude as he bathes in the red liquid that spurts from her mother like a fountain. The worst part is that she's not viewing this through her younger self, no, she's like a bystander in the whole ordeal - being forced to watch without the ability to stop it. Naturally, she screams for her mother, reaching out in hopes that she can break the invisible barrier that's stopping her from doing something...anything. But in the end, her attempts are futile, and it's then that she's startled awake with gasp.

                                      This then brings things to the second thing mentioned above. While she hoped that no one had arrived to see her little dream fit, she was proven wrong by the presence of another female seated in the seats opposite of her. The first thing that came to her mind was, Oh Buddha, kill me now. Does she have enough pink? Next, she stared at the outstretched hand before her blue orbs traveled up to the sickeningly sweet that accompanied it. For a minute or so, her eyes switched between the two things before they finally settled on the eyes of the other teenager, and then it registered in her mind that she might've said something, so she took the earphones out. Still not taking the offered hand, she sat up in the seat and placed her feet upon the floor, still staring at the girl but now with a raised eyebrow. "Either you weren't here before or I wasn't paying attention, but I'm assuming you're not like a flight attendant. I mean, I wouldn't mind a bag of peanuts to pass the time if you are."


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Rosaline hadn't realized it until she looked more closely at the girl, but she was asleep. She watched her flail and groan as if she was having a nightmare. She had never really experienced any gruesome nightmares before. The only ones she had were about her family losing all of their money and her having to live out on the streets. That was enough to make her cringe.

Rosaline still had her hand outstretched. She kind of forgot that she even had it out to begin with. She was too intrigued with the sleeping, twitching girl. She tilted her head to the side. What are you dreaming about? she wondered inside of her head. She had never seen someone look so restless while sleeping.

Finally the girl opened her eyes. Rosaline put her sweet smile back on and made herself look as nice as possible. She didn't think she and this other girl would become friends or anything but she needed someone to talk to before she went insane with boredom. She examined the girl's outfit more closely. She wanted to frown and say 'ick' but she forced herself to keep smiling.

Rosaline noticed that the girl didn't really want to take her hand so she pulled it away. "Either you weren't here before or I wasn't paying attention, but I'm assuming you're not like a flight attendant. I mean, I wouldn't mind a bag of peanuts to pass the time if you are," the girl said to her. Rosaline slowly let her smile fade and she frowned a little. She quickly recovered though, and laughed nervously. "Well aren't you just the little comedian? I said my name is Rosaline Arelia Kincade. I also asked for your name too."

I should've just left the freak alone. She obviously has no manners, not even fake ones. Rosaline hoped that there would be another girl joining them soon, one who wasn't so...different. She needed to have at least one friend to hang out with until she got to the school. Then she would work her magic and turn herself into the 'it' girl who everyone wanted to be friends with. She smiled a real smile at the thought.




















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                                      Bingo! Lenora mentally chuckled when she saw Rosaline's smile falter and knew for sure that she and this girl would more than likely not get along. Not that she got along with anyone really, but it was the thought that counts. On the other hand, she gave the dark haired female credit for continuing with her facade and leaned back in her seat, propping her feet up on the back of the one in front of her. Personally, she didn't want to be bothered. She just wanted to pass through this year like the wind outside. Sure, they would probably have to do work, but anything was better than Algebra 2 or English 3 or better yet, P.E. She cringed inwardly at the thought of the amount of movement she would have to do, the amount of sweat she would accumulate, and the dull colored uniforms she would be forced to wear. That was a big no-no in her book. A side from that, she shrugged at Rosaline's words and laughed in mockery. "I do try," she threw a forced smile in her direction before looking out the window in hopes another student would come along and take this girl away. "The name's Lenora, but most people call me Leo or Lor."

                                      While she glanced around outside, though no one else was coming out of the airport and heading for the bus, she decided to make small talk anyway. She wasn't ready to go back to sleep if that type of image was waiting for her. She rather deal with barbie than have to face that again. "So do you always spy on people while they're asleep or am I just special enough to be watched?" It wasn't a serious question. In fact, it was a rhetorical question, but she left enough silence between them in Rosaline wanted to answer it or not. Quite frankly, she wasn't bothered by it, she just wanted to see what her reaction would be. Yet, to make up for what others would call "rude comments," she then turned to a normal conversation starter...or as normal as it was going to get considering it was coming from Leo's mouth. "Anyway...so, what are you? Human? Blood-sucker? Shape-shifter? Not many choices if you joined this thing."

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Rosaline didn't like this girl's attitude. This chick needs to learn who she's dealing with. She couldn't let this girl's disrespect ruin her fun though. She just had to play along and pretend to like her to avoid a conflict. Getting herself into trouble this early would not be acceptable.

Ros hated Lenora's question. She sounds like a major smartass. But she pretended that it didn't affect her. She laughed a light, girly laugh and flipped her hair back over her shoulder. "Not usually. There was just nothing better to do. It was either I watch you sleep or I go absolutely mad with boredom," she said with another fake smile.

She was already tired of talking to this chick. She needed more stimulating conversation with someone who didn't have a smart mouth. "I'm a vampire, actually. What about you?" she asked with a smile, pretending to actually care. I swear. I could be an award winning actress if I wanted to. I'm amazing at this acting thing. Hm...maybe I'll give it a try. It's not like money's an issue or anything. Rosaline loved the idea of her becoming famous and loved by people all over the world.



















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                                      "Hmm...I don't know. If I was you I think I would've preferred dying of boredom than looking at my face," she chuckled and stretched her arms high above her head until she heard a satisfying crack in her back. With a groan of content, she stuffed her hands in her hoodie pockets and sighed. Normally, she didn't mind boredom. As long as it meant she didn't have to expend any excessive amount of energy, she was cool with pretty much anything. On the other hand, this type of boredom was lethal. Whomever put this pick up together obviously didn't put too much thought into it. The least they could've done was had something to do on the bus. God forbid if she didn't have her iPod with her, or else she really would've went nuts with nothing better to do. Speaking of the musical device, she forgot that it was still on, and not wanting to waste the battery, she quickly turned it off and stored it in her jean pocket as Rosaline answered her second question. So she was a vampire?...Interesting. Leo wasn't expecting to meet one so soon. Obviously, she was horrible at guessing who was one and who wasn't. Then again, who wouldn't have trouble with that? They pretty much looked human. That then caused her to remember her own kind. Without warning, Lenora stumbled closer to the female, her eyes examining her. Why wasn't she exhausted? Why didn't she look depressed? Was Leo cured? Or perhaps she had some bit of control over her draining abilities. No, that didn't make sense. How could she when until a month ago she wasn't even aware of them, much more, she didn't even know how to control it in the slightest.

                                      Suddenly though, her logical side set is as she remembered the way the people on the plane practically fell down the steps as they trudged towards the airport. She did fall asleep on the ride over, and that's when her ability was really out of control. So perhaps because she all ready "fed," her body didn't need to pull more emotional energy from another being. With a sigh of relief and a shrug, Lenora slumped back in her seat and answered Rosaline like nothing happened. "I'm a psychic vampire...an emotional one. So if you feel tired in any way or form...it's probably me." More silence ensued, and it caused the violette to blow what strands of hair that stuck out of her bandanna listlessly. It wasn't until another minute or two passed that she loud out a frustrated growl and stood up before heading to the front of the bus. "I normally don't like doing much, but this time I'll make an exception." She then stopped and looked back at Rosaline. "I don't know about you, but I'm going to do some exploring in this boring town."

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Riley's hands fumbled with the decently sized perscription bottle as he slowly unscrewed the lid. Two tablets dropped easily out of the bottle and Riley hastily shoved them in his mouth and turned on the tap in the bathroom. He leaned over and drank the clear liquid, which helped the tablets flow down faster. Crimson eyes stared into his face, opened wide as the beast within him protested in anger bbefore falling silent. Riley's eyes shifted back to their regular brown and boring features. He fell back into the wall of the planes small bathroom and slumped into the corner, panting heavily. When Riley was alone...this was what he went through. Riley was hungry...not for food like most people...but for blood. He was the type of vampire that refused to submit to his species' instincts and preferred to be more human than anything. He was born like this...been like this his entire life and he hated every minute of it. Now he was supposed to teach a group of students? It was a miracle he'd found a way to suppress his murderous tendencies but he was a hazard to everyone. There was a purpose to his being here though...

Riley made his way through the plane, collecting his belongings and leaving the plane at last, finally free of that cramped space. Riley entered the airport and almost immediately spotted the man holding the sign. College Conference. Yeah you could call it that. More like a trip to hell. Riley placed his belongings down and stretched out his arms and legs. "Riley Manion, and I'm sure you already know who I am." Riley hardly cared for the way the man dressed and whether people questioned his being there.

"Ah so the first teacher has arrived. Welcome Riley. There's a bus waiting outside ready to leave as soon as everyone is together. I believe two students have arrived already."

Riley nodded his thanks and collected his luggage and hauling it off towards the exit to the airport. Sure enough there it was, a decent coach bus. The trip couldn't be that long and he hoped he'd get some sleep when they got the academy. Being a teacher, he doubted that would happen. Riley left his luggage to the man standing there and he loaded all of Riley's things onto the bus. Riley grabbed the hand-rail at the side of the doors and pulled himself into the bus and nearly colliding with one of the students who was about to leave. Riley moved back in surprise. "Oh I'm sorry, am I in your way?" She seemed to sport rather interesting coloured hair and just by taking one glance at her determined she was a vampire. The girl at the back of the bus, the one who seemed to have been talking to her previously was a vampire as well. Riley could see through lies and figure out a persons race on first glance.

Riley stepped aside, not really caring where she went. He wasn't about to take the position of assertive teacher just yet. Out of all the belongings Riley had, he only brought a book onto the bus with him. His clothing were the only other things on him currently. He was dressed less like a teacher or a business person and more like a teenager. A black band t-shirt, black collar shirt, black jeans, and DC branded high-tops. That was his basic appearance and he intended to keep it at the academy unless forced to wear uniforms, which was where he'd protest. Once Riley was seated at the front of the bus, he flipped open the rather large book the size of a detailed encylcopedia about the world. It had no labelled cover or any distinguishing marks. It was a simple red leather spined book. Presenting a pen he began to write on its first page. Riley decided he'd never go anywhere without the book, it was special in more ways than one.
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                                      Since she waited for Rosaline to reply, she wasn't aware of a person approaching until she heard the soft pad of shoes against the bus's steps. As soon as she turned around to face the noise, she almost came face to face with a black shirt clad chest. Stumbling back herself slightly, she gazed up at the young man who nearly colliding into her. He looked like he could've fit right on in with her and Rosaline, but at the same time, he looked like he was far from their age group. He dressed like a normal person, so it was a bit difficult to guess if he was a teacher or not, yet again his facial features said otherwise. Going with the latter of the guesses, Lenora assumed he was a teacher and therefore sighed, assuming her "fun" was ruined. Then he did something unexpected, he stepped a side and moved on to a seat in the front of the bus where he pulled out a hefty book and went about his own way. Honestly, Leo didn't know what to think, hence why she now stood there with a lost look written all over her visage. Her mouth even hung open slightly as she looked down upon his reading form. If he was a teacher, which she kind of hoped he was, he didn't seem too bad. Now the question at hand was, to leave the bus or not to leave the bus? They would probably go downtown sometime anyway, which left the option of having a self-tour now or having a guided-tour later. Which one called for less energy is what it really boiled down to then? Lenora shrugged her shoulders and tapped the shaggy-haired guy upon the shoulder. "If you're a teacher, I just thought you should know that I'm going to go walking around a bit. If you're not a teacher...well, you can do whatever you want with that piece of information."

                                      Satisfied with her words, she looked back at Rosaline one more time to see if she was coming or not, and then proceeded to exit the bus. It was still nippy out and the wind didn't seem like it was going to calm down anytime soon. She was so glad she fell asleep on the bus, because the turbulence must be hell for planes. Due to the still cool temperature outside, Lenora decided to zip up her hoodie this time around. Stuffing her hands in the pockets once more, she glanced around for a quick second before walking off in a random direction. The guy who was handling bags was about to protest to her departure, but she merely kept on walking like she knew where she was going, and that somehow shut him up. This was a technique she was used to using. As a matter of fact, it was a skill she nearly perfected back in Florida whenever she skipped class in favor of sleeping in the music room. If a teacher tried to stop her in the hallways, she would just keep cool, give them a look that stated that she wasn't doing anything wrong, and continue on her merry way. This caused the violette to chuckle to herself as she wondered if this would work for the teachers here. She read about the curfew set for students, yet more than likely she would be asleep before curfew anyway. As long as there wasn't any super strict teachers hounding on her, she wouldn't have a problem with them, and they surely wouldn't have any problems coming from her.

                                      She was outside, but she didn't go far in fear of getting lost. There wasn't much around the airport itself, yet just up the road (and a rather good-sized hill) there was a strip of gas stations and fast-food pick up buildings. The Dunkin' Donuts facility look appetizing in particular, it's just that if Lenora wasn't too lazy to walk up the hill she would be there. Instead, she turned heel and headed back inside the airport. Her stomach was growling rather ferociously at the moment, so a quick trip to a vending machine was in order. Nonetheless, by the time she located the area for snacks, she oddly didn't feel hungry anymore. Needless to say, one glance around her explained why - two people were out cold in their seats as they waited for their flight and few others looked like they were going to drop on the spot. Aww c'mon. What the ********] Regardless of her now sated stomach, she shoved a one dollar bill in the snack machine, punched in the right numbers, and snatched out the bag of Ritz cheese crackers with a scowl upon her face. Rather than returning to the bus, she stood beside the guy from the beginning, the one waiting for everyone, and silently ate the baked snack.

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Rosaline just watched Lenora walk off the bus. She really didn't feel like walking all around town and tiring herself out before they got to the school. She also didn't want to spend any more time than she had to with the purple haired weirdo. Her eyes widened a bit when she saw the man board the bus. She wasn't expecting someone else to come for a while. At first glance she thought he was just a student but then she realized that he was a teacher. She figured that he would be better company than the strange girl she was talking to earlier so she got up from her seat and walked towards the front of the bus.

Ros tilted her head and watched him write in some book. She flashed him her perfect smile. "Hello. I'm Rosaline Arelia Kincade. And your name is?" she said to him, her voice as sweet and polite as ever. Rosaline was a master at kissing up. It's another reason why she always got everything she ever wanted. She could talk almost anyone into almost anything. She had done it plenty of times. She loved manipulating people. That sounds bad, but to her it was just a fun hobby.




















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Great . . . ” she muttered to herself. Next to her the grumpy old man she somehow managed to have as a father, was passing bags to the man loading luggage. Behind her was a rather plump and crying lady. Her mother of course. Topping it off was a tall and almost model looking man clinging to Arianna like she was the last person in the world was her brother. “ Just great for a first impression.” She muttered once again. Shacking her brother off as her father marched his way to the old rather beat up SUV. “ Bye . . . ” she waved forcing a smile as her brother climbed into the van. He waved back, as the van moved away leaving her standing by herself. “ Thank goodness.” she sighed. Her first reaction was taking her i-pod out of her pocket and touching each little button until she found her favorite song. “ Broken” by Amy Lee and Seether. Following this with a small yawn she turned facing the bus with a less than cheerful look.

The few paces it took her to walk to the bus, made her even more uneasy . She knew no one, talked to no one except her family, like no one, and was probably going to be a no one. As her gaze shifted to the bus driver, she thought she was going to have a heart attack. The picture in her head of him chuckling and driving the group off a cliff or something was enough to make her scream. Of course she didn’t, more eyes on her. It didn’t take her long to mess up. Her first step on left her eating the dirt that lay on the floor of the bus. Cringing and forcing herself to hold back tears at least until she was seated, she stood back up. Dusting herself off as if it was nothing, she glanced at the two people on the bus. They probably thought she was weird or retarded or something. Pushing herself forward she took a seat in the second row hanging her head low and wishing she could disappear, but this was reality . . . right?



That I care to much ....
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Rosaline figured the teacher guy or whoever he was was too involved in his book to notice her so she focused her attention on the new girl. She watched her fall and winced at the sight. Yeowch. That had to hurt. she thought. She decided that this girl was probably very awkward and shy. Better than her having a smart mouth... Rosaline said in her head, remembering Leo's smartass behavior.

Ros flashed yet another perfect smile and sat down by the new girl. "Hello there! I'm Rosaline Arelia Kincade. What's your name?" she said as if she was the most friendliest person in the world. She thought that this girl might be that friend that she needed for the first few days, even if she was quiet. The quiet types are usually easier to handle anyway. I bet she's a total pushover who'll worship the ground I walk on just for being nice to her. Ros thought to herself with a small laugh inside her head. She refused to laugh out loud and ruin her Ms. Friendly Sweetheart routine.




















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Once seated, Arianna turned her music up blaring loud, hardly caring if the people in the back of the bus could hear it or not . Her leg throbbed, and she was somewhat sure that she cut it but there wasn’t much she could do at the moment. Glancing outside and wishing she hadn’t agreed, or at least asked a friend to go along even though she’d probley get in trouble with the school for that. Well it was possible she’d get to meet someone normal and not on the higher prep side, not that she had anything against them. A sudden small but a noticeable lump next to her pulled her out of her thoughts.
Not sitting next to her and grinning like crazy was a brown haired girl. She seemed bubbly and a little too nice. “ I’m Arianna.” She replied to her first question. Great . . . another time she had to explain who she was and blah, blah, blah. Just to be nice she smiled back slightly, turning her music up little by little and hoping she’d at least be able to listen to her music and the girl at the same time. Letting her bangs fall in her face as she waited for the next round of questions, she shifted her gaze back toward the driver and teacher.


That I care to much ....
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Rosaline frowned a bit. This girl obviously wasn't the social type, which is exactly what she thought to begin with. She decided to tone her act down a bit so she wouldn't intimidate the poor thing. She flipped her hair back out of her way again and smiled a much smaller smile. "It's very nice to meet you, Arianna," she said in a very calm and understanding voice. She could change personalities in a split second.

"So are you a human? Or are you something else?" Realizing that the girl probably wouldn't feel comfortable answering this, Ros took the question back. "You don't have to tell me if you don't want to though. I don't want you to think I'm nosy or anything," she said with a small nervous laugh. She smiled at Arianna just a little, enough to be somewhat friendly.




















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Am I human or not? ” Arianna repeated a sense of confusion and almost panic in her voice. “ Of course I’m human, I mean who isn’t right? ”Hesitating, and almost wishing she was athletic enough to either one push the girl out of the seat or two jumps over the seat. Not sure why she was getting worked up she took a small breath. She really didn’t believe in things such as vampires, or shape shifters, or whatever, how serious the girl seemed kinda worried her. The picture of the bus driver driving the group off a cliff seemed to be worse. This time it was for a reason.
Arianna shivered. “ So um what exactly is this school about? ”In the back of her head Arianna couldn’t help but think that this girl was on some form of a drug. Most people didn’t just ask what you were, they just assumed you were as human as could be. Turning her music down every so slightly, she tilted her head at the girl. “ I mean you’re human right?


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